Ahsoka Tano Slave Novels & Stories

“Saying something, old man?” “Do we really need to guard this lady along with you, Boss?” He sounded like pissed or something. I scoffed. Boss, huh? “I’m telling this to Adam!” Seeing Francisco and his ugly apprentice makes my blood boiled. If it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have been putted in this kind of situation! Imagining being in someone's hands, who’s dangerous and could kill you in the blink of an eye. Who would be happy, huh? Adam has the upper hand and controls me based on what he wants. It’s like he’s my master and I’m his slave. Following all his orders until he says so.

He assured me that he didn't know about the recent killings and that each dead body bore the crescent moon symbol carved on it. "I know, but nothing of such has occurred in my pack. But I pledge full allegiance to you, my king," Alpha Aquinas stated. After a few hours of discussion, I left his pack and returned to my castle. I will visit the others later. On the way back, I decided to stop at the slave quarters - Rose's place directly. I needed to see and hear from her side of the story too. As I arrived at her place, I was struck by the contrast between her living quarters and my luxurious castle. It was a stark reminder of the inequality that existed in our society, and it made me feel a s

I passed several other maids, all whispering and gossiping about what had happened. —Chloe? Chloe! What's going on here? — I heard Aspen's voice as she tried to run after us, but Gamma Remus held her back. — Why are they taking Chloe? Do something! — she said to Remus, but he lowered his head and said nothing. Of course he wouldn't do anything. I was nothing to them. Just a simple girl who the alpha forced to work as a servant. I was dragged to the dungeons, where I was forced to my knees. My hands were chained to a wall by silver chains.

But whatever she thought, a moment later it all just… faded. She stopped pulling against my grip. She didn’t protest. And when neither me nor Rake slowed, she gave up resisting and trotted to come alongside me. I smiled as my power surged. She’d given in. Chosen to trust me—or at least, put herself at my mercy. Submitted, I thought with a delicious smile. Slave. This was going to be even better than I’d thought. ***** NOTE: SOUNDTRACK for the next chapter: “Wolves” by Sam Tinnesz and Silverberg

He was misunderstood that I was the person he was with and not Alyssa! "Who is Alyssa, huh!?" I grabbed his collar while looking at him with a glare, however, the grab was nothing to him. "You keep calling her name all over again! Sleeping! Eating! Doing our fucking sex! What am I even to you, River!?" I shouted to him while grabbing the collar tightly. The smirk vanished to his face as the cold blooded face came back. "You're just my Slave, Olivia." I gasped at his words, those words subsisted enough to shatter me to pieces. But what should I do with it? I am nothing.

'Slave'. Tang chuckled as he freed himself away from Zaha's grasp. "Now, venerable Duke and Duchess, she will be the price of our impudence. With this mark on her face, she will not be able to come back to Varanus Continent without being treated as a slave. So now she's yours, and yours only." ----- Note:

“What?!” “A human slave, Ginnie,” Kenna went on, enjoying every bit of attention she was getting from Ravena. “Varkos has reassigned her to his personal slave.” Ravena’s gaze snapped to me, sharp with disbelief, “You did what?” “Yes,” I said coldly, rising slowly to my feet. “I assigned her to be my personal slave.” Ravena stood as well, her restraint cracking little by little. “Have you lost your mind, Varkos?” she hissed, “Why in the world would you make a human your personal slave?”

He knew he didn’t have much time to live anymore, he had to do things right. Ashier cleared his throat, “There has been a misunderstanding my people,” he spoke, “The slave and I are in no relationship or situation of any sort. The slave happens to be my personal slave and she passed out during one of our rounds around the palace,” Ashier stopped and looked at their faces again, hoping they were buying his lie, “I couldn’t let her die just like that because she had been serving me diligently, so I took her to the physician.” He concluded.

Torvar blurted on my face, seething in anger, " You are so desperate to save your dear pack member, aren't you? Fine! Come with me, Ashina! Tomorrow, the annual party of the Mafias, you will represent yourself as the slave of Red Moon Wolves. Tell me, do you agree? Not Luna or mate but a sex slave of Torvar Kessler! Do you still want to save her now?"

He was wearing a hikitate-eboshi (black bird) hat and a gray battle surcoat. “The quartermaster is named Kosano. I believe Sasha fought him and managed to drop him overboard. He wields a pair of tonfas because he used to be martial arts police. He became corrupt and decided to give up his marshal’s star for gold. Now he runs most of the slave trade operations in the south. He’s from there and an earth Slayer. He’s dark-skinned, wears a bandana on his head and, if you look closely, you’ll find he’s missing a pinky…”